five years later

Liu Yimao came back the next morning.After opening the door, he threw the key on the dining table.

It was quiet in the room, but he glanced at the time and thought he shouldn't be sleeping at this point.So Liu Yimao went to the bedroom and knocked on the door, but there was no movement from inside.

The door didn't lock, and it opened with a slight twist.

This kind of behavior is very bad, and Liu Yimao would not act so rashly if it was someone else.But for An Yuan, the secret sense of superiority in his heart is always lingering.

The quilt on the bed was neatly spread, and the curtains were all drawn, and the light that came in refracted the dancing dust.The room was not very big, and Liu Yimao spotted the paintings on the wall with a casual glance.

For paintings, day and night are different, the light of day and the colors specially adjusted by Anyuan are the most compatible.But Liu Youxia who got up in the morning didn't notice.

Liu Yimao has seen many nude paintings, but from his aesthetic point of view, he has seen more female nude paintings.But for some reason, this male nude painting dazzled him.

An Yuan did not blindly pursue realism.Maybe it's because it's too familiar, but it has a different taste, but you can still tell who the model is based on that face.

Liu Yimao picked up the painting and held it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

Liu Youxia lay down very solidly, without deliberately covering up anything.He put his hands on his temples, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and looked ahead enthusiastically.

It is a loving gaze that has the power to penetrate the scroll.

Liu Yimao sighed slightly and put the painting back.He turned his head to leave, and saw another sketch paper on the sofa.

The model is still Liu Youxia, but this time she is wearing clothes.A lace v-neck dress was gathered around him, barely reaching his knees.

Liu Youxia still put on that dress after a long time of trouble last night, but it was no longer an oil painting.He coaxed Anyuan that he was tired and sleepy and wanted to sleep.For convenience, he changed to a sketch, let him lean on the sofa, and sleep with his eyes closed.

The sketch was drawn faster, An Yuan threw it on the sofa after finishing the drawing, and did not know that Liu Yimao would come in rashly.

If it were another model, he could confidently claim that it was art.But the model is Liu Youxia, so these things have more or less a sense of love between lovers.Moreover, the scale of these two paintings is quite large, and it will always make him panic when he is seen by others.

Liu Yimao was stunned, and didn't wake up until the sun rose and the light hit his eyes.

Before this, the "man" Liu Youxia had never made him feel strange.But after seeing this painting, he suddenly had a thought in his heart that it would be better if the other party was a "woman".

According to his blind date standards, as long as the partner is good-looking and able to cook, that's enough.Thinking about it this way, Liu Youxia actually fits the bill.He unconsciously caressed the person in the painting, his eyes gradually softened.

After an unknown amount of time, Liu Yimao suddenly slapped himself on the face.He hurriedly threw the painting on the sofa, cursing himself for being obsessed with ghosts.

He closed the door and went into the study, lying down on the bed.The more he didn't think about it, the clearer Liu Youxia's appearance became in his mind.Liu Yimao changed his mind and forced himself to recall the woman from last night, but the woman's face became blurred, leaving only a hazy figure.

He lifted his legs and kicked the bed, feeling a little irritable.

Fortunately, there was the sound of closing the door at this time, Liu Yimao quickly got up and ran out to have a look, but An Yuan was the only one.

"Are you back?" An Yuan asked with concern when he saw half of his head poking out.

"Yeah." Liu Yimao was absent-minded, and finally moved his mouth and asked, "Why didn't Liu Youxia come back?"

An Yuan didn't suspect him, put the things in his hands into the kitchen and replied casually: "I just remembered that I forgot to buy salt when I got downstairs. He is a very particular about cooking, and he refuses to buy from small shops. Probably Be right back."

Liu Yimao nodded, and closed the door without waiting for An Yuan to speak.He lay back on the bed, his mind full of that sketch.

An Yuan didn't know what Liu Yimao did last night, but as an adult, he had some intuition.As long as he was so abnormal because he was tired and jet lag, he didn't think much about it.

I got up late in the morning, and after I cleaned up and went out, I realized that the vegetable market had closed early.As a last resort, the two of them changed to the supermarket and spent half a day on the air conditioner before buying all the necessities for next week.

An Yuan took out several boxes of condoms and lubricated oil from the bag, and prepared to put them in the bedroom.Originally, they had been buying these things online, but it may be because of the hot summer and the lack of wear, so the ones they bought before were used up in less than half a month.Thinking of this, An Yuan couldn't help but support his waist.

He took the things and walked to the bedroom, and only after putting them into the cabinet did he notice something strange.As a diligent person who loves to tidy up the room, Anyuan has a deep memory of the arrangement of the books, pillows, glasses, etc. he has handled.

The oil painting has obviously been picked up by someone.He put the painting against the wall last night, just behind the curtain.But looking at it now, the painting is crooked, with half of it sticking to the curtain and half of it sticking to the wall plaster.And the sketch lying on the sofa, there are two obvious folds at the bottom, which are the marks left by pinching with fingers for a long time.

An Yuan seemed to have swallowed a fly, with an ugly expression.Of course he didn't want to speculate on others at will, but besides the two of them, there was only Liu Yimao left in the room.

Especially when the scale of these two paintings is quite large, and Liu Youxia's sketch of women's clothing has been peeped for a long time.Thinking of this, An Yuan's brows kept twitching, unable to make any other expressions for a long while.

There are no fools in love.Not only can everyone develop a pair of piercing eyes, but they are also extraordinarily stingy.

Of course Anyuan is no exception.

He took the picture album on the bedside table and put the sketch in it.The oil paint has dried, but there is no way to hide it for the time being, so I have to find an old shirt from the closet and cover it.

After doing these things, An Yuan sat down against the edge of the bed, not only in shock, but also very angry.

In the past, Liu Youxia bullied him and made people irritated, but now things are reversed, and someone else misses Liu Youxia.An Yuan leaned back, spread his upper body on the bed, and stared at the ceiling for a while.

He worked very hard to control his emotions so as not to rush out to confront Liu Yimao and drive him out by the way.

An Yuan didn't calm down until he heard the door closing.He packed up his mood and prepared to go out, but he was blocked by Liu Yimao who was one step ahead of him, and he was furious.

"You're back? There are a lot of things, I'll help you get them." Liu Yimao smiled attentively.Although he didn't want to understand what was going on with him, he acted faster than his reason, and he came out after hearing the sound of the door closing.

Liu Youxia frowned very little, Xu still cared about An Yuan's face and didn't put on a straight face, but he also expressed rejection when he opened his eyes and told nonsense.

"No need. Let me go, I'm going to the kitchen."

I didn't notice Liu Youxia's color earlier, but looking at it now, there is no part of that face that is not delicate and beautiful.Liu Yimao thought of him wearing a skirt, and his heart beat faster for a moment.

"Give way, I'm going into the kitchen." Liu Youxia felt a little relieved when he saw him looking over with straight eyes.Seeing that Liu Yimao still acted like he didn't hear him, he walked around him and went into the kitchen.

An Yuan stood behind and watched the scene.He automatically ignored Liu Youxia's reaction, thinking even more that Liu Yimao was a drunkard who didn't care about drinking.

He couldn't help being annoyed, thinking that he was leading a wolf into the house.

After Liu Yimao finished thinking about it, he realized that Liu Youxia had already entered the kitchen.He leaned against the door and looked at the busy people in aprons.Sweep your eyes from the other person's shoulders to the waistline, and then from the hips to the thighs.Following Liu Youxia's movements, the clothes tightened and loosened, and it was incomparably beautiful in the eyes of those who cared.

He was in heat here, and An Yuan behind him pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.

Over the years, the number of people who have surrounded Liu Youxia cannot be counted.A man or a woman, good looking, rich, or both.But An Yuan had never met those people before, and before he walked in front of him, Liu Youxia had cut off the relationship cleanly.

Only Liu Yimao, the person he personally pulled over.A rich man who doesn't believe in love, just coveted Liu Youxia's beauty at this moment.

An Yuan didn't know who had changed.The person who saved him even though he was a ruffian in the past gradually blurred, and changed into the hypocritical and indifferent face of the person in front of him.

He walked over slowly and patted Liu Yimao on the shoulder.

"Why are you standing here, go sit and rest for a while, I'll go in and see what I can do to help." An Yuan said this with a smile, and the solution for adults is to use words instead of hands.

Liu Yimao shrugged, retracted his gaze, turned around and entered the study again.

Seeing him leave, An Yuan held his breath and went back to the kitchen.

"Is there anything to wash?" The voice was weak, like a cabbage beaten by frost.

"What's wrong?" Liu Youxia was handling a fish, and turned to look at An Yuan after hearing An Yuan's words.

An Yuan shook his head and said "it's okay".He fixed his eyes on Liu Youxia, who had pushed all his hair back, revealing a quiet and beautiful side face like the undulating mountains.

"Wash the green onions for me, I'll make braised fish for you today." Liu Youxia didn't seem to see his gaze, after washing his hands, he took out a handful of green onions from the bag and put them in the basin.

"It's just that the fish is not bought well, it has too many thorns. You have to be careful when you eat it, don't get stuck. I got stuck once when I was eating grilled fish, and I had to go to the hospital to get it out..." Liu Youxia chattered talking.

If he didn't know that Liu Youxia was missed by others, An Yuan would definitely despise his old mother's words.But it was different now, and the love oozing out of such obvious concern reassured him.

An Yuan turned on the faucet, and while talking to Liu Youxia about the embarrassing things in the past, he quietly washed the onions.The light is bright, reflecting them like oil paintings.